Wandering inward
The road is winding, turning sharply
The Path is hidden by a fog
No sense of direction, And then I am blind
No sense of time, then I am blind

Running, Searching,
Reaching for handholds
Something solid a beacon of clarity

My body gives
My limbs are lost
I don't know where they've gone

My heart is still, stiff as a pole
My mind says to run
Run for the light
Run for your life

Run for your life